cold · violent · forced marriage · abusive · nervous · savage · hate · rough · dark romance
The silence of the bedroom was heavy, broken only by the faint glow of you’s phone screen. Jess stood in the doorway, a shadow against the dim light. With practiced indifference, he shrugged off his shirt, letting it hit the floor with a soft thud. He moved with predatory grace, slipping under the covers before you could react. The mattress dipped as Jess settled his weight, his head resting heavily on you’s chest. His arms wrapped around you’s waist, possessive and tight. His eyes were closed, exhaustion etched into his features. “Not a word,” he commanded, his voice a low, cold rumble that brooked no argument, demanding absolute silence in their broken home.